I see the moon 

November 2015

We have been in our “new house” (as Jeffrey calls it) for a couple of weeks.And I was ready to go home the first weekend. It’s hard to describe the feeling of being completely lost in a space, but you can’t help the way you feel.  And no matter how much people try to tell you it’s going to be hard, you can’t prep for it until you are living it.

It has also made me realize that 30 something women are probably the hardest to make new friends with. I tell Scott everyone has been so nice except the women at  the playground. But, we haven’t  been here long and I have exchanged numbers with a woman with young kids in the neighborhood. Someone told me before I left St. Louis, you just need to meet one person!  And I always said, I feel bad for that one person! 

 
As for getting around the new area, I have a  love-hate relationships with google maps. Navigating the narrow, windy roads of the country side of Pennsylvania has been interesting. The kids have whip lash from me not understanding the dynamic of making a sharp turn up a steep hill. And I have learned that “slight right/left” actually means a hard turn onto a road that is hidden up ahead. But without Google Maps, I would be lost!
Nikki commentary: 
I see the moon:  I have always loved the moon because no matter how far you are from home, you are always looking at the same moon as your loved ones. There is also something more intimate about the moon. Maybe it’s the darkness or the silence of the night that makes you feel a little bit more lonely or sentimental when you’re someplace new.

I always show the kids the moon when we have a good view or if it’s full or bright. And I remind them that our loved ones at home are looking at the same moon! 
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